The Three Ages of Woman
It creeps across her legs, her trim, her ever so smooth and graceful legs just for a moment before coming to a halt on the hem of her faint blue…
The Trickling of Things
There is nothing at first. There is only silence, but it is deafening and terrifying at the same time. There are things in my mouth---they are…
The Balls of Piss
Thought we’d give the balls of piss a miss Not as safe a place as you’d think anyway No climbing frame claim to fame this Or subverted regret game to…
A Strange Light Tonight
Why it took me so long to get used to it, God only knows. Does everything really come to those who wait, as the old adage goes? It doesn't, I can…
Walls
I was as oblivious to it as any ten-year-old would be. I did wake up a little earlier that day, so maybe I'd heard something after all. Although, to…
Where Secrets So Heavily Weigh
Pan's Paths once trod now lie forgotten beneath the lines of ley Nomadic rites and mother goddesses crossed rivers in India some say Tablets cracked…
“Well, We Were Sitting in the Car Dreaming of Those Hot Doughnuts,” “She Threw Your Stuff in the Bin Next to Mine,” and “I Saw Him Sniffing Glue Late One Afternoon in Highbury”
Well, We Were Sitting in the Car Dreaming of Those Hot Doughnuts Well into my teens---although it may have been earlier---was probably the first time…
